Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 A face, the elite of the eye of nightmare, the betrayer who crossed the **** and the abyss was beheaded.

　　 has no ability to resist, ushered in the most complete death!

　　 It's not that the skill is not deep enough, nor that the power is not strong enough, but that it is essentially a fish!

　　 He found the wrong opponent...

　　In Yuanyuan's hands, the high-pitched sound of metal friction continued to be heard.

　　 Iron crystals proliferate!

　　 The originally wide and heavy stigmata relics have begun to grow for the second time at this moment.

　　 When the stigmata of Lord Mountain once again complied with the mystery, combined with the power of Chenghuang, it ushered in another outbreak-the hungry tiger who got out of the prison greedily ate the enemy's blood and bones and transformed it into its own quality.

　　 not only made the original grip more slender, but even the sword body began to grow as the iron crystal extended, and the length that had reached three feet six inches was rapidly doubling.

　　 is like a spear...

　　 That is no longer the category of ordinary epee, but more and more exaggerated, more and more tracing back and closer to the more ancient past, and finally formed a hideous posture.

　　 Just above the blood-stained sword spine, an inscription imprinted like a solemn seal appeared, bringing blessings from the Eastern Xia lineage.

　　——【Shang Fang】!

　　 once guarded the real dragon and extinguished the majestic symbol of rebellion-a miracle born from the brewing of the dragon veins of Eastern Xia, in order to maintain the purity of the dragon veins, it was a force created specifically for the betrayers.

　　 It's not an exaggeration to call it dragon blood crystals!

　　 If used on the battlefield, it would be a sword for conquering irresponsible and unreasonable troops. If used internally, it would cleanse the evildoers and wipe out the treacherous soldiers!

　　 not only affects the scope of Eastern Xia, but even covers the entire territory-all solidified people who have deviated from humanity and cast into the abyss will usher in a complete liquidation in front of it.

　　 Unless there are relics of the same rank to contend, all defenses will be completely defeated by this seal from the dragon vein!

　　 "Now, it's your turn..."

　　 Accompanied by the words of Yuanyuan, among the flying blood, the horse-slashing sword roared and roared along with the master, and the array of knights in front was smashed and defeated.

　　 The momentum is like a broken bamboo, move forward!

　　The war has just begun!

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　　 "No matter if it's three or seven twenty one, go up and go... it really has the style of the original family."

　　 On the rock at the foot of the mountain, the hut in the forest looked at the distant scene, shaking his head and sighing: "How do you talk about your brother all day, but you are braver than your brother... How am I embarrassed to talk about others?"

　　 Seeing that others are already glowing on the stage, he is in no rush to participate.

　　 I can’t wait to be in charge of applauding and playing ALL the whole time, holding a light stick, and cheering for the brave performance of the junior sister.

　　 You can touch it, feel it thoroughly.

　　 It's a pity, the situation doesn't allow it...

　　 It seemed to perceive the gaze from the top of the mountain, and someone at Edge B sighed: "I'm doing it, I'm doing it, it's almost done."

　　 I paused for a moment, and the dead branches and vines that were randomly dug out from under the ice and snow finally formed a humanoid silhouette half human.

　　 is like a scarecrow.

　　 Then, holding the swordsman's saber, he randomly cut the wooden block in his hand and scattered it in the snow on the ground, and a vivid accident scene emerged from this simple sand table.

　　 That's it, as if you're done.

　　 He yawned, stuck his saber on the ground, and then stretched out his hand toward the battlefield. He casually scratched in the wind, and a jet of black color was entangled between his five fingers.

　　 convulsed like a worm.

　　 In the end, he quickly climbed into the face of the "Scarecrow", making the facial features that were originally painted casually also become faint and agile.

　　 Just like that, smiling, looking at each other.

　　The cabin in the forest suddenly asked:

　　 "Name?"

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　　 "My name is Stasolis!"

　　 In the carriage, next to the priest's tattoo, a person suddenly made a sound.

　　 When other people looked at this guy who suddenly introduced himself in doubt, they found that he was also at a loss, not understanding why other people looked at him.

　　 didn't seem to realize that he was talking just now.

　　 Then, his head split.

　　 From the top to the neck, it was evenly chopped in half by an invisible sharp blade, and blood spewed.

　　 Under the malice of overcoming the spell, from the soul to the body, everything is shattered.

　　Only a low groan like an illusion sounded, echoing in everyone's ears, and asked curiously: "Name?"

　　 "Alan Menard."

　　嘭!

　　 The second head flew from above the neck out of thin air, and then was ravaged by invisible power in mid-air, turned into fist-sized pieces of meat, and shattered on the ground.

　　 Soon, the third voice sounded.

"What's your name?"

　　 "Marko Rapp."

　　 Then, the person whose name was dug out from the soul, hit the middle of his waist, and cut it off!

　　 Invisible malice continued to fall from the sky, and under the blessing of the Juggernaut Sabre, the small wounds originally caused by the triumphant technique were expanded into terrifying hunts that the armor could not resist.

　　The exclusive traditional performance of the classical music classroom has begun again!

　　 One, one, and another.

　　Unhappily, the book in Yeats's hand closed.

Snapped!

　　 The malicious bridge was cut off by an invisible force, and then a hundredfold backlash went upstream, causing the ‘scarecrow’ in front of the hut in the forest to burst in an instant.

　　 A raging fire ignited from the shattered dead branches, and black smoke of soul burning came out.

　　 Driven by hatred, those broken souls crawled out of the burning dead branches and launched a counterattack towards the hut in the woods, and then they were stuffed back blankly by him.

　　 Then skillfully posted a piece of talisman paper, sealed it, and in this way the scarecrow burned into a mass of ashes.

　　 If you overturned a lot, you will naturally have experience.

　　 just...

　　 There is a dark silhouette on the train slowly, looking at it with cold eyes.

　　——Por Xun chief priest·Tattoo!

　　 "Hey, is hatred too much?"

　　The cabin in the forest sighed, "I didn't think about being a VP."

　　 But the blood-colored figure suddenly erratic in the air, flashing, it has crossed thousands of meters, and then flashed again...The gap between each other began to shorten rapidly.

　　 galloping here!

　　The hut in the forest jumped at the corner of his eyes, turned his head subconsciously, and shouted to the mountain: "Teacher, can I hand in the paper in advance!"

　　 Among the mountains, the figure holding the coffee cup and leaning against the fire looked down at him.

　　 seems to be smiling.

　　 made him foresee a tragic future that was super doubling and doubling.

　　 "Suddenly there is a big question, you must give me extra points..."

The hut in the forest sighed in distress, touched his pocket, and found out a yellow paper bag folded into a triangle from among a lot of sundries such as mobile phone, P3, earphone cable, power bank, mobile IFI, wallet keychain, etc. Clamp it at your fingertips.

　　 Lips opened and closed, and he whispered silently.

　　 In an instant, countless people's whispers, noisy voices, curses, roars, roars from thousands of people came from the ears of the tattooed face.

　　 In the end, the erratic sound turned into a roar, overlapping in one place, shaking in the soul endlessly.

　　 "...Three platforms and seven stars, holding swords to cut the essence, restraining the stars and binding hands, the Northern Emperor collects the soul, the evil spirits and sprites, I swear not to hear... the person who hears my curse will have his head broken and broken like a dust."

　　嘭!

　　The paper bag in the hand of the hut in the forest burst suddenly, and a flame was lit up, accompanied by the final chanting: "Hurry as a law--"

　　 At the moment the paper bag ruptured, the tattoos flashing from mid-air moved in unison. After countless black cracks on his face, a fiery flame burst out, and his head quickly expanded.

　　 There was a low, dull sound like a balloon bursting.

　　 The original ferocious head had exploded like fireworks, but there was no **** color and bones revealed. Instead, there was sticky darkness bursting out of it.

　　 crawling out of the neck in the creeping darkness, he let out a high-pitched neigh and growl.

　　 "Is it not dead?"

　　The cabin in the forest didn't care about the distress, so he heard the abnormal sound around.

In the withered woods, the land was surging like liquid, and countless corpse dogs crawled out of it and rushed towards him. Soon, they were torn apart in the air, and the fracture was smooth as a mirror. Only the blood dyed the white snow into scarlet, just like blooming. The same as the peony.

　　 Beside him, the blade pierced into the soil buzzed.

　　 In mid-air, the tattoo quickly dived down.

　　 In the creeping darkness where the head was originally, countless pupils opened, radiating evil light toward him. The curse fell like a torrential rain, and the entire forest instantly turned to death.

　　 Dry trees cracked one after another, countless worms crawled out of them, the snow on the ground exuded countless dark colors, thorns and vines showed the texture of **** flesh,

　　 In the curse, the forest hut blinked intact.

　　 nothing happened.

Behind him, Shengqing’s phantom stretched out her snake body comfortably, as if Huai Shi went to hell, feeling a burst of oily comfort~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But she was witnessing that the opponent was only simulating a few evil spirits. After the eyes have turned this area into the power of hell, they can feel the huge gap between them.

　　 This is the accumulation of evil thoughts and curses.

　　 No matter how skilled a curse teacher fights with the sacrifice of Bo Xun, it is inevitable that he will be at a loss, let alone encounter a master priest who can be regarded as a **** token!

　　 was completely restrained...

　　 How do you fight this fucking?

　　 and the tattoo face has raised his palm to the forest hut not far away, his fingers quickly cracked, deformed, and turned into tentacles burning with black flames, covering the sky and the earth!

　　 You can see clearly, the sucker and the fierce mouthparts with the tips of the tentacles wiggling.

　　The scalp is numb in the hut in the forest.

　　 After thinking about a moment between the French military salute and the strategic shift, he came up with the safest solution and backhanded out the long knife that was stuck in the ground next to him.

　　 cut towards the front!

　　 But that crappy posture, even the darkness in the belly of the tattoo can't help but laugh out—this is the student of the King of Tamba? Is this the posture of burning the fire stick?

　　 You seem to be making me laugh!

　　 But after that, he couldn't laugh anymore.

　　Because there is a white iron light emerging from the air, crisscrossing and passing away, countless burning tentacles cut off at the waist, and the intense pain spreads.

　　 Among the black flames and blizzards that dissipated, the hut in the forest raised its face.

　　 The pupils that were originally smart and translucent are rapidly becoming muddy and dimmed.

　　 is all over the white clouds.

　　In an instant, the lazy boy turned into a dying old man, but a fierce determination shot out from that eye, watching everything in the world.